No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 295



I knew Herschel and Jacqueline treated me like their own. But ever since I stumbled upon that contract, a nagging doubt crept in every time I faced them. I wanted to get the doubt out of my mind. I wanted to love them openly and accept their love without reservations.

Lord chuckled, "Like father, like daughter."

His words stopped me cold. He had just claimed he couldn't remember my father. He was lying to me.

Why?

I caught my breath, my fingers digging into my palm.

Then, Lord scoffed lightly, "Herschel mentions him every chance he gets. How could I forget a man I only met twice over a decade ago?"

My throat tightened. "Herschel talks about my dad... why?"

but Lord stopped him with a gesture. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the lush lawn. "What do you think Herschel would talk about

had no clue what Herschel

by the window. "Herschel was one

his gaze fixed

looked out at the

tranquility and beauty relaxing and refreshing. It reminded me of the expansive plains my parents took me to. Even though we weren't wealthy, they ensured we traveled every year. They avoided big cities, finding no charm in concrete and steel. Instead,

beauty of nature.

lands were vivid in my memory. The green lawn brought memories of the west grasslands,

take me to see the world's landscapes,"

I declined whenever Herschet and Jacqueline planned a trip. Traveling had become the deepest scar in my heart, one I

of your dad, someone

listened, holding my

accident was foul play, I can't say, but it had nothing to do with Herschel," Lord cut straight to the chase,

so sure. Asking more could cast a shadow between me and Herschel. Even though Lord was speaking, it